Not "fore!" like in golf, although maybe if someone would have yelled that Sam wouldn't have needed four staples in his head tonight! Yup, this week's date night was spent in the Fairview Ridges Emergency Room after Sam managed to slice his head open on the air intake for our air exchanger conveniently located under our deck. Nothing like standing up in the WRONG place. I wasn't too worried until he said, "That's a lot of blood . . ." One look from his wife, the First Aid Instructor, and we were in the car headed north! As a bonus (because neither of us could remember when), he got a tetnus shot, too. The good news is - it was our quickest visit ever. From the time we left until the time we got back - one hour and thirty minutes. Almost as good as the ship!
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